So awkward

The intensity of my awkwardness is often overpowering.

I'm not even kidding.

I ask the wrong questions at the wrong time, whatever tact I have is usually out sick, and I'm pretty sure the weird faces I make when people talk to me don't help my case.

Despite my shortcomings people usually think I'm funny and generally tend to like me.

Personally I think this reflects upon the society that we live in and the drive to have that "novelty friend" who makes art out of discarded materials whilst rapping and singing Gwen Stefani and Ke$ha songs.

But what's my point?

I don't have one. While I was out walking my dog I met someone who promptly told me I was the weirdest person they had ever met and then gave me a high five.

Seeing Stars

So for the past few days I’ve been origami obsessed. I’ve been making cranes, lilies, boxes, stars---- you name it. Hand me a piece of paper and I’ll make it into something. Right now I’m in the process of filling up a jar with origami stars. Rumor has it that if you make 100 you’ll have good luck or something….

I'm quite fond of the idea of having good luck.

School has been, well school-y. I had to retake a spanish test that I bombed(pre-ap Spanish, and I did mediocre on my physics lab BUT I found out that I'm eligible for NHS! Exciting, I know.

I've had my eye on a few scholarships as well, but some of the applications are so daunting that I'm afraid to even approach them.

Oh yeah... I have some homework to do... I'll just do it Monday since I don't have school that day :P

No need to be coy Roy

Shy guys are the worst.

Am right, or am I right?

If you like me, then do something about it.